Hearing Jiang Xiaofan's happy words, Kong Ergou felt extremely harsh. In less than three minutes, Jiang Xiaofan's ten thousand had turned into forty thousand.
He looked at the dealer with questioning eyes, but found that the dealer was sweating slightly on his forehead.
The dealer didn't understand. He had obviously manipulated the dice, so why was it not the number he wanted?
"Come... again!"
The croupier grabbed the dice Gu with a serious look on his face, and this time he used three different techniques before he dropped it.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the croupier said in a hoarse voice: "Place your bet and leave!"
Some of the gamblers started betting their chips, while others were observing Jiang Xiaofan.
"I still bet on big!" Jiang Xiaofan did not hesitate to push the four blue chips to the big area again.
"I'll bet big too!" Some of the gamblers who were watching followed Jiang Xiaofan's bets.
At one time, fully two-thirds of the market was betting big.
If this one comes out big, the casino will definitely suffer a big loss.
The croupier's face turned a little pale, but thinking of his proud technique, he confidently opened the dice cup.
Two, four, six, it’s huge again.
"I'm lucky, I won again, haha!" Jiang Xiaofan satisfiedly received the chips in front of him, and in a blink of an eye, his ten thousand turned into eighty thousand.
The croupier's vision went dark, and if he hadn't been quick to hold the table with his quick eyesight, he would have almost fallen to the ground.
I met an expert.
The croupier immediately judged in his mind that he was 100% sure that the other party was cheating, but he didn't see even a single clue, which meant that the two of them were not at the same level at all.
Sweat continued to flow down the tips of his hair.
Jiang Xiaofan looked at the croupier with a sneer. The croupier's tactics were quite satisfactory and more than enough to deal with ordinary gamblers, but when it came to him, he did the same thing.
Targeting Jiang Xiaofan with Qi Control is no problem, let alone controlling the dice points through the table?
Without the cooperation of fuzzy perspective, it would be difficult for him to control the dice points. But with the locking of fuzzy perspective, it is no exaggeration to say that he can get as many points as he wants.
Seeing the croupier's clothes soaked with sweat, Jiang Xiaofan didn't feel the slightest guilt in his heart.
If he hadn't met him today, he doesn't know how many people he would have harmed.
"Keep going, I'm very lucky!"
Jiang Xiaofan played with the eight chips in front of him, urging the dealer with a harmless smile.
The croupier grinned and put on a smile that was uglier than crying: "No, I'm sorry, my head hurts a little. I have to go back and have a rest. I'll replace you with someone right away."
After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Xiaofan to say anything, he covered his head and hurriedly ran back.
Kong Ergou stood there with a blank look on his face, as the development of the matter seemed to be beyond his expectation.
We agreed to kill Jiang Xiaofan very hard, but why did he win so much?
"Little friend, let me play with you." Suddenly an old voice sounded.
Jiang Xiaofan turned to look at the speaker and saw an old man with a withered face walking slowly. He was probably in his early sixties, wearing a pair of gray long sleeves, with his hands in the sleeves like an old farmer.
If it were a winter cotton-padded jacket, it would be normal, but this is a summer thin polyester fabric, and it looks so weird.
"Brother Jiu with broken fingers!" A sharp-eyed gambler screamed when he saw the old man.
"I have always heard about the name of Master Jiu with broken fingers, and today I finally met him in person."
"Master Jiu is very good at rolling dice. It seems he hasn't shown up for a long time."
"Yeah, I didn't expect to take action today..."
"..."
When the gamblers in the hall saw Master Jiu with his broken finger, they lowered their heads and whispered in low voices, with admiration in their eyes.
Hearing the compliments from the gamblers, Mr. Broken Finger Jiu's expression remained calm. He looked at Jiang Xiaofan and said calmly: "I heard that you are good at playing dice. I happen to be good at it. Let's play a few games."
As he spoke, Broken Finger Jiuye took his hand out of his sleeve.
Jiang Xiaofan noticed that his left index finger was gone from the root, leaving only a small, bare section.
He seems to be a man with a story.
Jiang Xiaofan grinned and said, "Okay, I'm lucky tonight. I'm worried that no one will play with me."
Master Jiu, who had broken his fingers, nodded, picked up the dice cup, shook it twice, and slapped it on the gambling table.
This process takes no more than three seconds.
"Place your bet, young man." Master Jiu, who had broken his fingers, said casually.
Jiang Xiaofan looked at the dice cup in his hand and his eyes narrowed slightly. There was an extra dice in the cup.
Originally there were only three dice on the table, but when it was placed in Master Jiu's hand, there were four dice inside.
The fourth dice is firmly attached to the top of the cup.
Jiang Xiaofan thought for a moment and understood that this fourth dice should be special. It could replace the dice below at any time and change the points at will.
"I'd better bet on big, my luck is here tonight." Jiang Xiaofan smiled slightly and directly pushed all eight chips in front of him to the big position.
Master Jiu, who had broken his fingers, slowly opened the dice cup and saw that it was five-five-two big.
"Hiss!" The crowd onlookers took a deep breath.
He was originally calm, but his face twitched unnaturally a few times.
The old man bowed his hands towards Jiang Xiaofan and left the lobby casino with a pale face.
The casino, which was originally extremely noisy, was now extremely quiet.
That was Jiu Ye who had severed his fingers just now. He actually clenched his fists at that young man and surrendered?
The Broken-Fingered Master originally lived in Macau, but later he was discovered by a casino on the spot because he was out of business, so he chopped off his index finger. From then on, the Broken-Fingered Master Nine left Macau and never thought about going back.
Although he was caught cheating in Macau, he was so good at rolling dice that he never failed in the casinos in the mainland.
Does the sun rise in the west today?
"Little brother, which path are you on? I am Buddha's watchdog." At this moment, a man with scars on his face walked straight up.
He stood opposite Jiang Xiaofan and looked over with an oppressive gaze.
The scar on his face extends diagonally from the brow bone of his left eye down to the corner of his right mouth. It looks like he was stabbed in the face.
When the gamblers in the hall saw the scar-faced man, they who were noisy and swearing suddenly shut up. They looked at the scar-faced man in awe, and felt a pity for Jiang Xiaofan in their hearts.
Who can you mess with? How dare you mess with Brother Scarface?
That is Lord Buddha's dog.
Jiang Xiaofan stared at the scar-faced man and said with a smile: "I'm not good at anything. I just want to play something exciting tonight, otherwise I have to take everyone in the casino to bet together."
Jiang Xiaofan said something full of threats, and the scar-faced man's face instantly darkened. He understood the meaning behind Jiang Xiaofan's words, so he pointed at his nose and threatened.
The face of the scar-faced man changed for a while, and he suddenly sneered: "Our VIPs have special exciting games. I wonder if you dare to come and play?"
"Wow!"
Jiang Xiaofan pushed the thirty-two chips onto the table and said arrogantly: "Before they become three hundred and twenty, don't ask me what I dare to do, just tell me whether you can afford it."